The disciples who were watching the match came to the square early in the morning and immediately saw that the battle Sendai was different. Although it was still suspended high in the sky, the area was three times larger. In addition, there were bronze animal head pillars suppressing the Sendai at all four corners.
"Finally, it's the Fairy Beast Battle Stage!!"
"It is said that the Sendai can only be seen during the duel between the three peaks. Gee, not even gods can destroy it!"
"Nonsense, this Immortal Beast Battle Platform itself is a pinnacle treasure. Although the power of the immortals is strong, it cannot destroy the pinnacle treasure!"
Looking at the legendary Immortal Beast Battle Platform, all the disciples watching the competition became eager. This battle will surely be earth-shattering. Will the Body Refining Summit continue to fight?
In addition to the fairy beast battle platform, there is another VIP table suspended in the sky. It is located in a soft cloud and mist. The mist is lingering. Only the corner of the table can be seen looming. There is a fairy fruit plate on the table, and there are fairies playing music around it.
Prosperity and prosperity.
The sun is in the sky!
Wu Feng came to the square with Taoist Longhu and others, and saw this unique Immortal Platform at first sight. Wu Feng asked curiously: "Why did it change to another Immortal Platform?"
Taoist Longhu's eyes glowed with enthusiasm, and he said: "This is the exclusive immortal platform used in the battle on the three peaks. It is the pinnacle treasure and cannot be destroyed. When Guo Keer's destructive charm is cast on this immortal beast immortal platform, not even a trace of it can be destroyed.
No cracks can be broken!"
Wu Feng nodded. If it is a pinnacle treasure, it cannot be destroyed unless he takes out the artifact.
It can also be imagined from this that the battle on the upper three peaks was so fierce that the previous Sendai could no longer satisfy it and could easily be completely destroyed.
After everyone entered the competition seats, people from Huoling Peak on the other side flew with swords from the sky and landed in the competition seats area. Wu Feng immediately saw that the woman named Qian Lun was among them. She was followed by a bloody
The middle-aged man's robe was embroidered with a huge and exquisite fire cloud, which was lifelike and seemed to burst into flames at any time.
Wu Feng took one look and knew that this person was probably the peak master of Huoling Peak. His aura was very restrained, and even his divine soul could not clearly see the latter's cultivation. Of course, this was something he took into consideration and did not fully check.
, but it can still be estimated that this person is probably a peak earth immortal, or a demigod!
Qianlun followed the leader of Huoling Peak, but behind Qianlun, about a foot away, followed four other participating disciples, three men and one woman. These people seemed to be afraid of Qianlun, and they moved quickly.
Naturally, he deliberately kept a distance. Sometimes he took a step a little wider, but then quickly took it back.
At this moment, Qianlun seemed to feel something, turned her head and saw Wu Feng's eyes, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
Wu Feng nodded slightly, which was regarded as a courtesy.
On the edge of Sendai Square, there is a sky-high pavilion, reaching straight into the sky. Outside the pavilion, there are flowing green tiles and flying eaves like dragons, full of elegance and mystery. At this moment, on one of the pavilion balconies, seven or eight figures are sitting, headed by
A young man in a gold robe with a gloomy expression is none other than the Golden Dragon!
"It's about to begin. If we face Huo Lingfeng this time, Princess Qianlun will definitely kill him instantly."
"This kid is so crazy that he doesn't even care about our inner sect."
"He's still thinking about challenging the inner sect alone. Haha, it's just a daydream."
Several young people in gorgeous clothes were sitting at a table, eating fairy fruits and talking and laughing. Occasionally, when their eyes looked at the golden dragon, a faint hint of fear flashed through them.
"Senior Brother Jin." Suddenly, a young man stood up, came to Jin Long, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Jin, how many rounds do you think this kid can last in the hands of Princess Qianlun?"
Jin Long glanced impatiently and said: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Hua Wudao. What do you mean? Could it be that I only have a few rounds of strength in front of Qianlun?"
"Uh..." The speaker was Hua Wudao, who had been defeated by Wu Feng. He then realized the problem with his words and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Jin is wrong. This kid can defeat you. He is just lucky. He
Luck won’t always be so good.”
Jin Long sneered and said: "Lucky? Then you were all defeated by him because he was lucky?" He glanced at the rest of the people.
The faces of the seven or eight people present changed, and they looked a little ugly, but they did not dare to get angry. If Wu Feng were here, he would know that these people are elites from various peaks that he has defeated.
"Failure is failure. Always making excuses for yourself will only make you stop moving forward. I lost to him because my skills are inferior to others, but ten years later, a hundred years later, I will definitely defeat him again!" Jin Long said sternly.
Looking at everyone, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, he said: "You just make excuses all the time, that's why you are so weak!"
weak?
Everyone present is a well-known genius in every peak, but Jin Long said this... they dare not refute!
Who dares to say that he is strong in front of monsters?
"The one who laughs last is the king!" Jin Long said coldly: "The Tao realm that this person has understood is beyond your imagination. He is a ghost who is a hundred times stronger than any of you. I asked the master, this person's age will definitely not
Over fifty!”
Bang!
A wine glass fell from a disciple's hand. Everyone, including Hua Wudao, stared at Jin Long in shock. Hua Wudao said in astonishment: "Less than fifty years old? How is that possible?! Didn't he comprehend the four ways?
Can it be said that it will be understood in less than fifty years??"
Not to mention that they didn't believe it, even Jin Long himself couldn't believe it when he heard it. But what kind of person is his master? His spiritual consciousness has reached the divine level. He doesn't need to use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate and scan, and he can rely on the vitality emanating from a person.
Determine the approximate age of the person.
Fifty years old...
He himself felt desperate. At the moment he lost, he comforted himself by saying that it was okay. He had only practiced for more than a hundred years and was still young.
But the master's words destroyed his self-esteem, and his proud talent was completely crushed!
If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely collapse and even give up on himself. Even if he had better willpower, he would be depressed for a long time, but he would adjust quickly. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is not having the courage to face failure!
Even if your talent is worse than him, it doesn't mean that you will always be worse than him!
In the process of cultivation, although talent is important, it is not absolute, there is also hard work and luck!
He believes that he can make up for his shortcomings through hard work. Since his talent is twice as bad as others, he will work ten times harder!
You can always catch up!!
"Thirty years from now, Qianlun may not be his opponent." Jin Long raised his head, his sharp gaze passed through the clouds and mist, looking directly down at the entire square, "By then... Shuiling Peak will be truly threatened. If this person
If you don’t die, you will definitely be a peerless genius!”
Hua Wudao and others were still in the shock of Wu Feng's age. When they heard Jin Long's words, although they were a little more shocked, they were still within an acceptable range. After all, they were not idiots. They were people under fifty years old.
Having achieved Wu Feng’s level of achievement, there’s no telling where he will be in thirty years!
If they knew that Wu Feng's exact age was thirty-two, how would they feel?
boom!
The war drums are beating in the clouds, and at this moment, the battle begins!